What is left, when you can't take it back?
When you need to move forward,
But your heart beats off track.
When the things that you did leave you nowhere to hide.
When you want say sorry,
But somehow sorry has died.
Something's cannot mend, can't regrow, can't be whole
But they sit in your heart
And they imprint on your soul.
When what is right isn't righteous and to do wrong leaves a mess
You must somehow move onwards,
We must somehow find rest.
Every story is made of chapters
Every song is made of lines
And every word holds a secret,
One thats there for you to find
When darkness grows and shadows creep
And the trees are where your demons hide
Ill be there to hold your hand,
You wont get left behind.
The world can seem so dark and cruel
Like the sky is laced with lies
But theres hope beneath the hurt of it
And light there in the skies
Blossom marks the change of year
Fresh grass beneath the snow
And though you may not see it now
Its love that makes it grow
The face of life is varied
Each path we walk alone
But in me you have found a soul
Who knows you as its hom
He took my breath from me
He knew and he didn't care
And when darkness grew and shadows crept
I would always find him there
He stole my breath from me
But yet I gave to him my heart
He showed me frosted fairytales, porcelain and glass,
It hurt long before the start
Alone, I'm still in love
Alone, I start to see
You are not the man I wish you were
You killed the breath in me.
Time waits, clocks poised towards the hour
As pain teaches and disciplines in longing.
The ghost of all your promises hang thick,
A phantom of past regret,
And the colour drips from each flower
Life is quiet, void of heat and cast in an unknown hue.
I can see the stars now, brighter than before,
They reflect hopes and wishes long forgotten -
Pushed away from the surface;
They were drowning, lost because of you
Plans remain undefined, trapped in road maps and words
Waiting, like the clocks, poised towards the hour.
Pain passes, like most things, to make way
For new sorrows
As midnight becomes morn and stars become birds
Love
What is left, when you can't take it back?
When you need to move forward,
But your heart beats off track.
When the things that you did leave you nowhere to hide.
When you want say sorry,
But somehow sorry has died.
Something's cannot mend, can't regrow, can't be whole
But they sit in your heart
And they imprint on your soul.
When what is right isn't righteous and to do wrong leaves a mess
You must somehow move onwards,
We must somehow find rest.
Every story is made of chapters
Every song is made of lines
And every word holds a secret,
One thats there for you to find
When darkness grows and shadows creep
And the trees are where your demons hide
Ill be there to hold your hand,
You wont get left behind.
The world can seem so dark and cruel
Like the sky is laced with lies
But theres hope beneath the hurt of it
And light there in the skies
Blossom marks the change of year
Fresh grass beneath the snow
And though you may not see it now
Its love that makes it grow
The face of life is varied
Each path we walk alone
But in me you have found a soul
Who knows you as its hom
He took my breath from me
He knew and he didn't care
And when darkness grew and shadows crept
I would always find him there
He stole my breath from me
But yet I gave to him my heart
He showed me frosted fairytales, porcelain and glass,
It hurt long before the start
Alone, I'm still in love
Alone, I start to see
You are not the man I wish you were
You killed the breath in me.
Time waits, clocks poised towards the hour
As pain teaches and disciplines in longing.
The ghost of all your promises hang thick,
A phantom of past regret,
And the colour drips from each flower
Life is quiet, void of heat and cast in an unknown hue.
I can see the stars now, brighter than before,
They reflect hopes and wishes long forgotten -
Pushed away from the surface;
They were drowning, lost because of you
Plans remain undefined, trapped in road maps and words
Waiting, like the clocks, poised towards the hour.
Pain passes, like most things, to make way
For new sorrows
As midnight becomes morn and stars become birds
Love
Untitled-Chapter One(Part One) by Avlona, literature
Literature
Untitled-Chapter One(Part One)
'I can't believe I let you talk me into this!'
'Hang on just one second, this was your idea, remember?'
Fres looked into the empty sky as if trying to find the answers to all of his questions in the clouds. His russet blonde curls fell across his young face and he truly resembled the child like angel that hung above the altar of his mother's shrine to the ancient gods. He quickened his step as he and his brother trekked across the desolate mountain face.
'Yes, this was my idea. But you didn't manage to come up with a better one did you?'
'Well, no but…..' Leff trailed off, knowing from years of experience that Fres was in no mood to be t
Untitled-Chapter One(Part Two) by Avlona, literature
Literature
Untitled-Chapter One(Part Two)
Lord Melech paced the length of his tent in frustration. Although it was the biggest tent in the whole camp, he still found that his massive frame was hard to manoeuvre in the enclosed space. Lord Melech was a formidable sight. Standing well over seven feet high, he towered over all of his generals. He dressed in black with a flowing cloak that created a stark contrast with his shock white hair. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left eye across his cheek and lip, to the tip of his chin, the result of a vicious fight in his youth with a fellow mercenary. Although from a humble background, Melech had fought his way to the top using both
When people are Bad or do bad thing's, we pretend that we can't see, that its not there. And for a while we can convince ourselves that were right, that there isn't anything to be seen. But its there, in the back of our minds, always. We can try to push it back, to hide it, but I wont stop – cant stop until you do. Until you turn round and stare strait into the darkness. And then it hurts more, the pain rips you're heart to shreds, and you can't imagine learning to live again. To cope.
They say that time is the healer of all things. That in time, the pain will disappear. There wrong. The darkness in your mind is always there, you can't chang
Fear. Pain. Hatred. It fuels them, pushes them harder. The whips crack and the fires burn. The smell is sickening as it clogs all the senses. Have you ever smelt burning flesh? Well I can tell you that once you have you never forget it. Because it taints you, and ruins the part of you that should always remain innocent. The worst thing is the screams. The hair raising, ear splitting screams. They haunt my dreams now as the flames and screams echo through my world. They've ripped my soul to shreds. Now there's nothing left. Nothing to lose.
Expressive Art's Monologue 2 by Avlona, literature
Literature
Expressive Art's Monologue 2
My damaged soul, no longer bound is free to float to a higher place.
DEATH
It's broken out of the chains that restricted me on the mortal plane.
SHE WAS NOT WORTHY OF THIS WORLD
An oppressive life- is that Justice?
I HAVE FORFILLED MY DUTY
A victim
CLEANSING THE WORLD
Finally free.
(Together) This marks the end.
As the new day breaks across the shore
And fills the world with light
My heart beats fast and true once more
And my soul brakes free in flight.
The dark no longer comforts me
For now I seek the truth
And the lies that blocked all I wished to see
Are banished from my youth.
And as the new day breaks across the shore
And fills my world with light
My heart beat fast and true once more
As I watch my soul take flight.
Do not let me find rest by turpentinekiss0486, literature
Literature
Do not let me find rest
Do not let me find rest,
For I find no comfort in sleep
When I feel from you,
Stronger than I can feel when in an awakened state
With mist through an open window,
Where there is no sound, no comfort to see
And the scenery is almost faded
Due to years of malcontent and desolation
I wish there was a compelling story to relate
With two lovers intertwined,
Candelight flickering against a darkened background
Yet, this room holds no hope-
With cracked and peeling paint
That is unappealing to eyes never to behold,
Never to appreciate beauty that had to be searched for
And I feel you see me through jaded light
With dust in corner
Give me all your Sorrows-
I'll Kiss away your Tears.
Give me all your Fury-
Don't let it Eat at you.
You made me Open my Gate-
And let your Sun Inside.
That's the Greatest Gift-
I've ever Received.
You always have a Place-
In the Comfort of my Heart.
You have a Peaceful Space-
In the Circle of my Arms.
I can't Keep the Clouds from Coming,
But, I can Show you the Silver Lining.
I can't Stop the Stars from Falling,
But, I can Show you their Beauty.
I can't Halt the Wheel's Turning,
But, we can Find Eternity.
I can't Catch the Fleeting Wind,
But, I can give you Heartfelt Words.
I'm here to Hold you Up-
When you Feel it's all
Dreams Churn in the Ocean of my Soul-
As my Breath Mingles with the Sky.
Time is just a Figment here-
Rippling through my Surface.
I Twist Star-Light into Words,
So that They may Speak to all.
I Listen to the Wind-
And Coalesce its Musings.
I Tread a Step from Madness-
Following the Cheshire Cat.
I'm Taken up on Wings of Flame-
To Travel passed the Mortal Bounds.
The Earth is my loving Mother-
And the Moon is my Muse's Lover.
I'm Flooded by my Sunshine-
So much so I Lose myself.
My Smile spans the Heavens-
As my Heart Lingers with her.
I Slip through the Gate of Infinity-
And Bathe in the Dust of Pixies.
I Befriend the Gre
Can you make it good?
So good you wanna move me
Move me in your way
and Back out again
Fire flies are in mind when you move me
and When you want that Girl from the other scene
Nevermind all that charm that you didnt earn
and Nevermind their tears, they're for free
I'll wrap you up for a price
and Let you down so easy
Let you down where it counts
and Nail you to the Floor
Fire flies are in mind when you move me
and When you want that Girl from the other scene
Nevermind all that charm that you didnt earn
and Nevermind their tears, they're for free
So you can Sing my Name
Thats all you ever did
and All you wanted was more
and
Beat Black Birds down
as they rise to the skin,
Concieved in the heart
that is firtle within
The Heart was born vile,
and the flesh was made weak
thus I give birth
to this cherubs' deciet
The malace that moves me
to Love what I hate
Moves also my hands
sealing my fate
The war wages on
'neath rotten flesh
The soldiers all fight
some for Life some for Death
I fight for my cause
so my body I beat
Gouging my eyes
and sev'ring my feet
I'll pummel my body
and lead it a slave
Break myself to govern
the way I behave
The path is not pleasant
and the road walked is cramped
I stay true to my course
and in this path my feet
The rain came down.
Where was the world?
I was there,
And you were there,
The stars...
And the rain came down.
I said always:
Love prevails over all.
I moved closer,
And you moved closer;
Together...
And I said always.
We held eachother.
How long were we there?
I kissed you,
And you kissed me;
I cried...
And we held eachother.
Midnight came.
Everything was perfect.
I was with you,
And you were with me,
We touched...
And midnight came.
Untitled-Chapter One(Part One) by Avlona, literature
Literature
Untitled-Chapter One(Part One)
'I can't believe I let you talk me into this!'
'Hang on just one second, this was your idea, remember?'
Fres looked into the empty sky as if trying to find the answers to all of his questions in the clouds. His russet blonde curls fell across his young face and he truly resembled the child like angel that hung above the altar of his mother's shrine to the ancient gods. He quickened his step as he and his brother trekked across the desolate mountain face.
'Yes, this was my idea. But you didn't manage to come up with a better one did you?'
'Well, no but…..' Leff trailed off, knowing from years of experience that Fres was in no mood to be t
Current Residence: on the edge of understanding. MP3 player of choice: iPod Shell of choice: One that wont break Skin of choice: Mine Personal Quote: Peachy with a side of keen
I stopped feeling like I needed to write. And I found myself wondering why. Am I happy? Fulfilled? Am I where I need to be? Am I who I want to be?
I don't think that the answer to any of those questions is quite what it should be. So why don't I write? The problems I have are so different from what they were three years ago, and that's because I am. I'm different. But the point is that I still have something to look for and words on paper have always felt like some kind of home to me. Has that changed?
I feel like I've disappeared on the face of the earth lately. I haven't even had a chance to write anything new let alone keep up with this. It's just all so hectic, revision for exams has been a pretty big time consumer lately, though if I'm honest I have had that itchy urge to write recently. But I'm working on changing all of that. So here's the beginning of change. Hopefully anyway.